Moms are good at making Thanksgiving dinners, and taking their kids down a notch (in a good way, of course).
After reading my last post, my mom's response was, "really, Jamie? Eighty-seven percent? You haven't even gotten to the teenage years yet."
So let me clarify--I have 87% figured out how to keep Nellie alive and not crying. In terms of actually raising her...maybe 24%? And when it comes to DJ, the numbers drop rapidly. If that kid lives to see his first birthday, it will be a miracle. Yesterday I found him sucking on something. Turns out it was an outlet plug. You know, the ones I ran to Meijer to buy last week because he keeps sticking his fingers in outlets. It seems he knows how to get them out.
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